Newspaper Page Text
fpje ||§eot(jiit ||§riStt&fT.
JOHN 11. SEALS,
NEW SERIES, VOLUME 111.
OTHE EEOHEI I O
temperance crusader.
Published every Thursday iu the year, except two.
TERMS ! Two Dollars per year, in advance.
JOHN H. SEALS, Solk Propriktor.
LIONEL L. YKAZKY, Editor Literary Department.
MKS M. E. BRYAN, Editress.
JOHN A. REYNOLDS, Pcbusher.
5353r3<3&530
Clubs op Ten Names, by sending the Cash,
will receive the paper at - • - - slso"s copy.
Clubs of Five Names, at 180 “
Any person sending us Five new subscribers, inclo
sing the money, shall receive an extra copy one year
free of cost.
.<•*>
ADVERTISING DIRECTORY:
Kates of Advertising:
1 square, (twelve lines or less,) first insertion, $1 00
“ Each continuance, 50
Professional or Business Curds, not exceeding six
lines, per year, 5 00
Announcing Candidates for Office, 3 00
Standing Advertisements:
Advertisements not marked with the number of
insertions, will be continued until forbid, and charged
accordingly.
Druggists and others, may contract
fer advertising by the year on reasonable terms.
Legal Advertisements:
Sale of Land or Negroes, by Administrators, Ex
ecutors and Guardians, per square, 5 00
Sale of Personal Property, by Administrators, Ex
ecutors and Guardians, per square, 3 25
Notice to Debtors and Creditors, 3 25
Notice for Leave to Sell, A 00
Citation for Letters of Administration, 2 ‘5
Citation for Letters of Dismission from Adm’n, 500
Citation for Letters of Dismission from Guard’p, 325
Legal Requirements:
Sales of Land and Negroes by Administrators, Exec
utors or Guardians, are required, by law, to be held on
the First Tuesday in the month, between the hours of
ten in the forenoon and three in the afternoon, at the
Court-house door of the county in which the property is
situate. Notices of these sales must be given in a pub
lie Gazette, forty days previous to the day of sale.
Notices for the sale of Personal Property must be given
at least ten days previous to the day of sale.
Notices to Debtors and Creditors of an estate, must
be published forty days.
Notice that application will be made to the Court oi
Ordinary, for leave to sell Land or Negroes, must be pub
lished weekly for two months.
Citations for Letters of Administration, must be pub
lished thirty days —for Dismission from Administration
monthly, six months —for Dismission from Guardianship,
forty days.
Rules for Foreclosure of Mortgage must be published
monthly, for four months —lor compelling titles from Ex
ecutors or Administrators, where a bond has been issued
by the deceased, the full space of three months.
Publications will always he continued according
to these, the legal requirements, unless otherwise or
dered.
<£7'Ae &■fttoiiuy o CSf'mclcnj,
KINO & liEWIS, Attorneys at Late, Greexes
boro, Ga. The undersigned, having associated
themselves together in the practice of law, will attend
to all business intrusted to their eare, with that prompt
ness and efficiency which long experience, united with
industry, can secure. Offices at Greeneshoro and five
miles west of White Plains, Greene county, Ga.
y. r. king. July 1, 1858. m. w. lewis, j
WHIT fc. JOHNSON, Attorney at Law,
Augusta, Ga. will promptly attend to all business
intrusted to his professional management in Richmond
and the adjoining counties. Office on Mclntosh street,
three doors below Constitutionalist office.
Reference —Thos. R. R. Cobb, Athens, Ga.
June 14 ly
TANARUS) OGER L. WHIGH AM, Louisville, Jes-1
J-A ferson county, Georgia, will give prompt attention
to any business intrusted to his care, in the following
counties : Jefferson, Burke, Richmond, Columbia, War
ren, Washington, Emanuel, Montgomery, Tatnall and
Scriven. April 26, 1856 ts
LEONARD T. DOYAL, Attorney at Law,
McDonough, Henry county, Ga. will practice Law
in the following counties: Henry, Spaulding, Butts,
Newton, Fayette, Fulton, DeKalb, Pike and Monroe.
Feb 2-4
DJI. SANDERS, Attorney at Law, Albany,
• Ga. will practise in the counties of Dougherty,
Sumter, Lee, Randolph, Calhoun, Early, Baker, Deca
tur and Worth. Jan 1 ly
HT. PERKINS, Attorney at Law, Greenes
* boro, Ga. will practice in the counties ot Greene,
Morgan, Putnam, Oglethorpe, Taliaferro, Hancock,
Wilkes and Warren. Feb ly
PHIEEIP B’ ROBINSON, Attorney at
Law, Greenesboro, Ga! will practice in the coun
ties of Greene. Morgan, Putnam, Oglethorpe, Taliafer
ro, Hancock, Wilkes and Warren. July 5, ’56-lv
TAMES BROWN, Attorney at Law, Fancy
8 Hill, Murray Cos. Ga. April 30, 1857.
AuviirwMff Am 7$
THE firm of J. S. BARNWELL &OO will bo
dissolved on the First of Next Month, 1 * mutual
consent —at which time those having demand against
said firm, will please present them, and those indebted
are respectfully notified tiiat the books will be open for
settlement by note or cash. The undersigned will give
his attention to the settlement of all claims.
Mr. Barnwell will continue in the business of HAR
NESS MAKING and REPAIRING, whom 1 take
great pleasure in recommending as a faithful and com
petent workman. [June 24 —2ni] It. J. MASSEY.
PENFIELD AND GREENESBORO
iaii Harm*
[TACKS or any desired accommo-
SEgiSaei-T-L dation, waiting the arrival of each
train. Passengers for Penfield, Scull Shoals, Dr. Dur
ham’s, Watkinsvilie, Watson’s Springs or any other
point, will be carried thither safely and promptly.
Passengers from any of these points desiring to meet
any of the trains, can find like accommodation. Prices
moderate.
Good horses and conveyances, with or without dri
ver. CASH will be required.
I have Horses and Buggies for hire at my stable in
Penfield. ‘ II- NEES ON, Jr.
July 15,1858
SURGEON & MECHANICAL DENTIST,
TXyOULD inform bis friends that he
{f&Nji&L * will be back in November and attend
his^engagements at White Plains, Mt.
Zion, Oxford and Penfield. May 13, 1858-tfjan
SIBLEY & BOGGST
—WHOLESALE AND RET All. DEALERS IN—
Choice Family Groceries, Cigars, &c,
276 Broad Street, Augusta, Georgia.
Feb 18,1858
ringV.-IQD’
THE firm of COE & LATIMER is this day dis
solved by mutual consent. H. A. COE,
Greenesboro, May Ist, 1858 J. S. LA'I IMER.
The practice will be continued by
I, 8, & s*,iMll)
who will visit
Oxford,
Penfield,
White Plains,
Mount Zion,
Warrenton,
Elberton,
Danielsville
Fort Lamar,
ol which due notice will be given intlie Crusader and
Gazette. Permanent office mJ. CUNNINGIIA3F S
sftLOCK, GREENESBORO.
May 13, 1858 ‘ tjanl
JF you want an article superior to Potash for
• making Soap, buy the CONCENTRATEE LEY.
March 25 J. M. BOWLES.
IF you want bright and sharp Knives, buy a BATH
Ktl€K [April efl J. M- BOWLES.
Ail Earnest Appeal.
“VTECESSITY compels me to make an earnest
appeal to those who are indebted to me for 1856
and ’57, for help. I need money to carry on my busi
| ness, and a small sum from each one whose account is
| past due, would make lue easy. Shall I appeal in vain !
I July S W. B. SEALS.
|
! LOVERS OF GOOD THINGS, FRESH AND PURE,
JUST give ‘ Old Mac’ a call— he’s always ready
to supply ihe wants of those who may favor hint
i with their patronage. What’ll you have t
j A saucer of Cream,
A Lemonade,
Oranges &. Bananas,
Peacans & Peanuts,
Candies and Cakes,
Stews, Fries, Bakes,
Col’rado&Ch’ roots,
’Backer & Havanas,-
In sun or shade,
‘Old Mac’s’ th’ team
that can furnish just what you may love!
i's3-Meals at short notice; Call, examine and fiat.
He may still be found at his old place.
Greenesboro, June 10, 1858 D. McDONALD.
CURES GUARANTEED!
CANCERS AND SCROFCLA CURED.
OXEjUUNDKED AND THIRTEEN CASES CURED LAST YEAR, 1557.
PAMPHLETS containing testimonials <i the
highest character, as to his success, will be forwar
ded to any that may wish them. Those wishing to test
the efficacy of DR. CLOP TON’S WONDERFUL
REMEDIES, must give a correct description of the
disease, its appearance in its incipient stage, progress,
present condition, location, Ac.
A three cent postage stamp must accompany all com
munications. Address .1. A. CLOPTON, M. D.
July 15, 1858 ly Huntsv.llo, Ala.
Bowdon Collegiate Institution,
DOWD ON, CARROLL COUNTY, GA.
THE Fall Term will open on Second Wednes
day of August, 1858.
Thorough instruction given in the various English
branches, in Latin, Greek and French. Particular at
tention paid to Pure Mathematics, to Surveying and
Civil Engineering. A Military Company will be organ
ized as soon as the term opens.
chas. a. McDaniel, a. m.
Professor An. Languages, Nat. Phil. &o.
JOHN M. RICHARDSON, B. S.
Military Instructor, Prof. Mathematics, &.c.
July 22-fit
Mo Wo
Warehouse & Commission Merchant,
AUGUSTA, GA.
K 1 /CONTINUES the business in all its
branches, in his large and commodi
ous Fire-Proof Warehouse, on Jackson
street, near the Globe Hotel.
Orders for Goods, &.c. promptly and carefully filled.
‘l'lte usual cash facilities afforded customers.
July 22 Cm*
lESAIfiSS &
Warehouse & Commission Merchants,
AUGUSTA. GA.
’%f~ FBf IT AVIN< ien tered in to h eo-pa rt- ;
J ~ 1 * lli I ) for Purpose of carrying on
the Storage and Commission Business in
a n u s its branches, respectfully solicit con
signments of Cotton and oilier produce; also orders for
Ba gging, Rope and family supplies. Their strict, per- >
sonal attention will be given to the business.
All the facilities due lrom factors to patrons shall be
granted with a liberal hand.
ISAAC T. HEARD, !
, WM. C. DERRY.
July 22d, 1858.
CJE3 151
MALE ANI) FEMALE ACADEMY.
h Trustees of tliis Institution announce that
. die next Term will-commcnce on Monday, the 9th
inst. under the superintendence of HENRY C. WARE,
Esc/, as heretofore. They take this occasion again to
recommend this Seliool to the notice of parents and
guardians, and challenge a comparison with any school
in tlie State, in the thoroughness of instruction, suc
cessful discipline, healthfulness of location, moral in
fluences, and the absence of all inducements to vice and
dissipation. Board can be obtained in the neighborhood
at $7 or $8 per month, or in the family of the principal,
at $lO per month. J. R. YOUNG,
WM. O. CHENEY,
C. D. KINNEBREW, |
WM. EDMONDi*vjN, I
Aug s—ru JAS. F. GEER. ‘ j
Selling Off at Cost!
The subscriber, with a view to closing his busi
ness, is now offering his entire stock of mer
chandise at cost. Anyone in want of a bargain, ei
ther in Dry Goods, Dress Goods, Ready-made Cloth
ing, Hats. Caps, Boots, Shoes, Drugs, Medicines, Crock- !
ery, Hollow and Willow Wares, &c., &c\, will do well I
to call and examine my Stock, before purchasing.
Penfield, Aug. 5 WM. B. SEALS. I
im muff
mums & misrfw
WILL continue the WAREHOUSE and COM
MISSION BUSINESS at their old stand on
Jackson street. Will devote their personal attention to
the Storage and sale of Cotton, Bacon, Grain, &c. [
Liberal cash advances made when required; and all j
orders for Family Supplies, Bagging, Rope, Ac. tilled j
at the lowest market price.
JOHN C. REES. [Aug 12] SAM’L D. LINTON.
have just received a assortment
French Worked Collars,
SWISS AND JACONET BANDS,
SWISS & JACONET TRIMMINGS, ]
SWISS & JACONET FLOUNCINGS,
PL’N & EMBR’D LINEN COLLARS,
Barge as’ tinent pßn <f; cwh. Jj. C. lldlfs,
Rich Ch’ly LACE VEILS,new styles.
—also—
Rich Silk and Lace Mantillas,
LINEN DUSTERS ; rich Organdie Muslins,
Low priced LAWNS; white BRILLIANTS,
Plain and cheeked NAINSOOKS,
“ “ JACONETS,
“ “ CAMBRICS,
“ “ MULLS.
These goods having been recently bought at a great
reduction on the market price, will be sold correspond
ingly low ; and a portion of them having been bought
’ of the manufacturer about 50 per cent, less than they
’ could have been bought at any auction sale, they will
} be sold lower than the same quality of goods have ever
been offered at in this city. Our stock is otherwise well
assorted, and offers rare inducements in the way of
I LOW PRICES. All of which we will le pleased to
| exhibit at our ONE PRICE S4l’ olt E v
Aug 12 BROOM & NORRELL.
1 “ GBEENE COUNTY SHERIFF’S SALES.
WILL be sold before the courthouse door in the city of Greenes
boro, on the Ft It ST TUESDAY in SEPTEMBER next, within the
’ legal hours of sale, the following property, to-wit:
One hundred acres of land in said county, lying on
the Athens Branch of the Georgia Rail Road, near
1 Union Point, adjoining lands ol the estate of James
; Carlton, B. F. Carlton and others : levied on by virtue
of a fi fa issuing from the Superior Court of said county,
in favor of James W. Asbury vs R. A. Newsom and
John Evans, and other fi fas in my hands vs said New
som. Properly pointed out by defendant.
Aug 4, 1858 I. MORRISON, Sh’ff.
i On Tuesday last the students of Dartmouth
, eollege presented to their venerable President,
Dr. Lord, a full sized marble statue of himself,
executed by Ball Hughes. The statue is depos
ited in college for safe keeping, and is said to be
a beautiful piece of art, and very life like.
THE ADOPTED ORGAN OF ALT. TUB TEMPERANCE ORGANIZATIONS IN THE STATE.
PENFIELD, GEORGIA, THURSDAY, AUGUST 12, 18 58.
LMTMEMTTtvi/
BY MRS. M. E. BRYAN.
BLOODLESS VICTORIES.
THE standard of greatness lias materially
changed since the days of Ctesar and Hanni
bal. Then, the sword was tho symbol of power,
and no laurels were so worshipped and so coveted
as those dipped in human gore. The time is
passed, when to mere brute force or expert gen
eralship, were awarded the palms of Fame.
The pen is now mightier than the sword, and
the active will that devotes itself to the good of
humanity, is more potent still. Bloodless victo
ries are notv won in the field of science, and tal
ent and industry find ample scope for the exer
cise of their energies in being useful to humanity,
in waging a crusade against ignorance and wrong,
and carrying the light of revelation into land*
still sitting in the shadow of heathen darkness.
And by so much—as it is nobler to create than to
destroy; to conquer by example and persuasion,
than by animal force; to inspire love, than fear ;
to exalt, than to debase—are these bloodless vic
tors better than the gory conquerors of old.
This the world has seen and acknowledged at
; last, and her highest meed of praise is given, not
! to the warrior who carries all before him by the
| aid of tiro and sword, but to the true heroes—the
! Christian philanthropists—who devote their lives
unselfishly to the good of humanity.
We see more than one instance of this in the
last decennium of the world’s history. Havelock,
with the green laurels yet fresh upon liis brow,
finds a warrior’s honored grave in India, and
America wafts a sigh of sympathy across the At
lantic for the mother country’s loss; but Elisha
Kane, the brave, true-hearted Columbus of the
age; he whom Charles Wadsworth has described
as the man “of a marvelous and majestic pa
tience,’’ falls a victim to his exertions in behalf
of science and of humanity, and the whole civi
lized world mourns his death and places the urn
of his memory side by side with that of Sir Philip
Sydney. There is vet another brilliant and liv
ing example of moral heroism. Doctor Living
stone, in his sixteen years of toil and hardship
in Africa, laboring bravely and patiently in his
unselfish philantlirophy, has reared for himself a
granite monument in the hearts, not only of his
proud countrymen, but of all who can appreciate
true courage, sublime self-abnegation and earnest,
quiet, religious zeal. Our hearts go with him on
his work of love and mercy ; our prayers follow
his toiling footsteps through burning sands and
savage wilds, fearful lest death suddenly cut short
the noble work and deprive the world of a spirit
so strong and steadfast, and then we look around
us for others to fill his place, when t-lie great heart,
the giant will and the strong arm are indeed pow
erless.
There are bloodless victories yet to bo achieved
in science, in philanthropy and virtue, and
“ All may be heroes.
The man who rules his spirit, saith the voice
That cannot err, is greater than the man
Who takes a city.”
BEAUTIFUL HOMES.
PROVIDENCE has given to us all ideas Os
beauty, and designed that they should not lie
dormant in our minds, but should be produced
in the outer world through the medium of our
faculties—made apparent through our lives,
through our lips, through our hands. Some in
dividuals have acted poems by their harmonious
lives; others given utterance to their ideas of
beauty through the medium of tongue or pen,
and others still, by the products of their hands.
What matter, if they were not enabled to em
body their sense of the beautiful in a picture, a
statue or a monument of architectural skill. If
they may not carve the capital of a column, they
may twine a wreath of flowers. True beauty is
not incompatible with utility or economy. The
loveliest things are cheapest, and the poor man
may make his home a little temple of beauty.
It is the duty of all to do this—to render their
dwellings meet altars for the worship of God, and
for this purpose they do not jieetl the Midas
touch of wealth. Rosewood and buhl, damask
and velvet, pictures, statues, gilded cornices and
stately walls have a beauty of tlieir own, and it
is well that they should be sought by those who
such luxuries; but let not tlie man
©f moderate means underrate the beauty that is
his dowry and the heritage of all. It lies within
his reach; let him light his home with its pres
ence; let taste be blended with use in the situa
tion and arrangement of his dwelling: lot him
twine a honeysuckle over the humble porch, and
with its clustering leaves and delicate blossoms—
fragrance laden and haunted by “wee winged
things”—it will be a more perfect ornament than
a Corinthian column; let him plant fruit trees
around his home, and in the shade of their flower
or fruit-laden boughs place the hives of working
bees, that he may bo soothed by their melodious
murmurs, cheered by their busy toil, and may
enrich liis table with their healthful food.
And within doors the genius of beauty may
I walk band in hand with economy.
| \Valls covered with papering of delicate pattern,
] modest drawings, neat and simple furniture, pol
! islied floors, gauzy curtains, looped hack with
1 graceful ribbons, vases of fresh flowers on the
j cleanly swept mantle and clusters of white roses
peeping in at the windows, combine to form a
picture of harmonious beauty such as angels might
love to look upon; for neatness and order aro
the principle, elements of beauty. Nature, in
deed, may venture upon “graceful disorder,” but
when art would imitate her, she has generally
failed. Venus herself could not endure the test
of a dirty face, and even the rich, Gothic style,
with its irregular redundance of ornament, failed
to impress as favoralfly as the simple and elegant
lonic.
Beauty is an auxiliary of Religion. God is
beauty, as bo is love, and it would seem almost
as absurd to imagine a heaven without purity as
without beauty. “ Cleanliness, next to godliness,”
is a proverb true as it is old, and we have said
that cleanliness is an attribute of beauty, and one
whieh a wise Providonco has ordained should be
almost universally inherent in woman—that sex
which has been constituted guardian of the
household hearth —presiding genius of home.
M. E. B.
SEWING AND SEWING MACHINES.
Click, click, goes mama’s iron needle woman”
in the sitting-room adjacent to my study, and
Helen is trying to make herself heard above it.
She is describing some lively incident, but half
ts point is lost on account of that busy click,
click of the iron seamstress. Papa admires it in
finitely. He quite likes its monotonous song, and
watches it with undiminished interest.
“It s the best invention yet for keeping wo
man’s tongues quiet,” 1 overheard him remark
j to himself, as he returned to his paper, after
looking for a moment at the busy worker, all uu
j conscious of observation, lie has the family
habit of indulging in monologue, and if “walls
had ears,” would make but a poor repositor of a
secret.
Yes, the iron needle woman is, without doubt,
a capital and ingenious invention; but it will
always have this one fault with our sex: it is too
noisy.. I suggest that there be an improvement
in this respect, and as it is scarcely likely it will
ne attempted by the men—unaccomodating crea
tures whose highest pleasure should be, that they
are allowed the privilege of listening to feminine
voices—then let some Ilosa Bonheur arise in the
department of mechanics, as in the fine arts, and
obtain the patent of anew sewing machine—war
ranted not to make a noise that will prevent Mrs.
Pry and Mrs. Grundy from benevolently coun
seling together for the good of the Turnipville
community. But seriously enough, though a
friend to the sewing machine, I should be sorry
to see it do away with all necessity for pretty go’d
thimbles, or that most womanly, pleasant and
interesting of all every-day employments—needle
work. Work, I mean, where ihe slender white
fingers, with their dainty sheath, (you have
watched them, young gentleman,) play over the
snowy cambric or bright worsted, calling forth
their admirer’s never-ceasing wonder at tho dex
terous performance, together with very interesting
trials, to see if their masculine fingers could not ac
complish the delicate task—-just, you know, for the
pleasure of failing; of giving up with a puzzled
look, and of hearing the little silvery laugh at their
pretended discomfiture, and tho “Dear, what a
pretty old bachelor you would make, sir. I doubt
if you could sew on a button.”
Then, needle work—not embroidery alone, but
all kinds of plain sewing—is the very best ano
| dyne for excited feeling. Give an angry woman
j her noodle and a pieco of work, and, provided
i the thread is strong and will hear snapping and
| .jerking, she will vent all her ill humor upon it in
| less than fifteen minutes, and probably spare
| the head of tho house—a tornado at dinner. It
is bad policy to send a young bride to her new
home with wardrobe and liouso linen so abun
dantly provided that there is no occasion for her
doing so much as even hemming a handkerchief:
for when tho little dear has read the first and
last six pages of every novel in the library, packed
and unpacked her bridal finery a score of times
and written to dear mama and all her school
friends what a charming thing it is to be mar
ried, then she has nothing to do but make a be
witching toilet for dinner three hours earlier
than necessary, and sit on thefauteuU in her seven
stiff flounces, biting her fan and concocting a good
lecture for Charles, should ho chance to come i
home a few moments beyond the usual hour.
But needle work is also a potent soother of an
guish. There is something very quieting in the
monotonous employment, and the sound of the
thread drawn regularly through has an effect
upon the nerves similar to that of rain dropping
softly on forest leaves. The mourner—i fa woman
—when the first violence of grief is past, turns
instinctively for comfort to her needlg.
In that womanly employment, she finds relief
from the grief that burdens her. The occupa
tion that keeps her hands busy, serves to tran
quilize her heart; and if tears now and then dim
the eyes that bend over the work, they arc tears
that will cool, not seer, tho brain.
The needle is the unfailing resource of women,
whose position, or inclination, deters them from
very great intercourse with society. It is the
tiny wand cf the household fairy, dispelling lone
liness by its magic: and then it does not inter
fere with thought. Mechanically, it is plied by
fair fingers, while memory, fancy and reason roam
at will, and the bos bine can weave a garland of
thought flowers, or the housewife invent anew ;
dish, while she tucks a skirt for. baby or braids
an apron for herself. I know tfyat some “lofty
minds” have affected to despise people who are
fond of work, thinking it an evidence of weak
intellect. Os such, the author who, next to
Shakspeare, best understood the nature of women,
lias said that “they do not comprehend how of
ten needle work is the source of the sweet, wo
manly mind, not from the want of thought, but
from the silenco and depth of it.”
NEWSPAPER EDITORS.
milE restless Marry at, after a year’s experience
A of editing, declares that “ho who enlists in
the service of a periodical, makes himself a slave
to a hard master.” There is much truth in the
remark. The editor is certainly the public’s daily
servant.
Through summer’s heat and winter's cold, he Is
forced to walk the treadmill of monotonous,
never ending, ever beginning labor—attempting
the impossible task of pleasing everybody ; obliged
to endure the criticisms of conceited Jackanapes;
compelled to resist the temptation of pleasure
excursions; to unbutton his shirt collar on a July
day and recall his thoughts from tantalizing
dreams of sea breeze, elialybate baths and iced
lemonade, to the sheet of blue foolscap before
him and the troubles of a leading article.
And then the ingratitude of the public—the
public that, like a rheumatic old maid, will not be
pleased! Squire Jones, who turns to the paper
ior agricultural items, and throws it down with a
“pish!” when he finds, instead, an account of
a Fourth ot July celebration; Jones Jenkins,
who is indignant because the editor refuses to
publish the score of toasts that were drank and
copious extracts from the “ chasto and eloquent
address” delivered at the “ interesting celebra
tion,” of which said Jones was a reporter; Law
yer Cheatum, who has no uso for a paper that will
not villify his political opponent; Mrs. Jones, who
adjusts her spectacles to look for Sunday reading
and has her delicacy shocked by some naughty
anecdote ; jovial old Major D, who is a substan
tial illustration of the adage, “laugh and grow
fat,” and who don’t care if the paper is filled with
Sut Lovengood’s “adventures” —the racier, the
better-—in fact, reads nothing else, and aflirms
that the dry stuff about morals, and society, and
knowledge is enough to give one the asthma,
while the lovesick nonesenso affect? him like an
emetic. These aro but a tithe of the various
classes of subscribers the editor must endeavor to
please, for there are Jane and Jonathan—Oh!
you know how they search the paper—held by
the hands of both, as thoy sit on the sofa with
heads in dangerous proximity—for little love
poems, the more highly seasoned tlje “ sweeter”
they are pronounced; and there are the senti
mental Misses, just emerged from pantalets and
primers, with whom “Thaddous of Warsaw” and
the *• .Mysteries of Udolpho” are a first love, and
who toss the paper aside with a gesture of con
tempt, if it contains no romantic story to suit
their vitiated taste, wondering wlmt in the world
” papa can see in such a. dry, worthless affair.”
But the editor lias a yet deeper source of dis
satisfaction—the consciousness that he is not do
ing himself justice. With accumulated manu
scripts, reviews and exchanges on the table be
fore him, and the importunate imp—Necessity—
at his elbow, commanding him to write, write,
write, how can lie pause to elaborate thoughts,
to polish sentences, to round periods gracefully
or analyze a didactic subject. With the press of
multifarious duties upon him, what time has he
to send forth Fancy over the sea of thought and
wait the olive branch she brings, or bid Reason
dive beneath the waters for pearls that lie deep
in the caverns of knowledge. And besides, the
Pegasus of the writer is very like a donkey in dis
position, and will not often submit to being dri
ven : nay, at times all the Wine Muses, armed
with the lash of the furies, and Apollo himself,
with a pair ot patent •steam-working spurs, could
not urge the obstinate laggard beyond tlic sham
ble, or, in stable-boy parlance, the dog trot of a
cart horse.
But whether the divine afflatus can be aroused
or not, the editor must write, and in lieu of send
ing the winged steed to mount Parnassus for am
brosia to feed the hungering minds of his subscri
bers, he is forced to convert him into a mill nag,
and setting in motion the machine of Necessity,
grind meal by the hour to supply pressing want.
To drop metaphor, lie must write paragraphs and
puffs, “articles,” criticisms and reviews, whether
he is in the mood for it or not; and the cross
critics, after a oursory glance over them, push
back their spectacles and exclaim, “ why what is
all this about? There’s neither logic, animation
nor wit in all this;” as if there could be, when it
was hurriedly scribbled by a wearied hand, in a
state of semi-somnolence, and at an hour when
all honest persons, except editors, were comforta
bly in bed; or, still more unfavorable to anima
tion of style, written immediately after a dinner
of roast beef and apple dumplings.
But if the life of a newspaper editor has its
trials and privations, it has also its immunities,
not the least of which is the consideration that a
competent, upright and judicious editor enjoys
in the community where he is resident and with
the public at large. Then, there are the occa
sional tributes that find their way to his table— i
such as neiv books, encouraging letters, slices of ]
bridal cake, (what a pity it is going out of sash -’
ion !) prodigies of fruits and vegetables, together ‘
with a free admission to all manner of exhibi- j
tions, from a musical entertainment to a monkey
show. All these, however, expect the quid pro
quo, in the shape of a “ paragraph ;” so that when
suffocating in a crowded room, his ears assailed
by sounds resembling a feline concert, the editor
is revolving in his mind a number of prettily
turned compliments, and “magnificent perform
ance, difficult execution, wonderful power of
voice,” float through his ever-busy brain.
All these disagreeables, however, would be bear
able, were it not that the belief seems prevalent
that, Chameleon-like, lie can livo upon air, and
while t he accounts of grocers and dry good’s mer
chants aro promptly discharged, the editor, who
has toiled with hand and brain, and labored so
assiduously to please and to profit, is too fre
quently overlooked, or grudgingly and reluc
tantly paid.
“Ah well! in the “good time coming,” the
golden age that sages predict, it is to be hoped
that editors will cn : oy the distinction they de
serve: for, as Mr. Burley says of authors, in reply
to ihc bookseller’s sneering question, “ An editor
sir, is a being between gods and men, who ought
to be lodged in a palace and entertained at the i
public charge upon Ortolans and Tokay. And
that’s what will come to pass when the ages lose
their barbarism and know their benefactors.”
M. E. B.
A FORTUNE SACRIFICED FOR A SHAWL.
Apropos of this part of the rude de Rivoli, the
follow ing incident in the life of Mile. Georges
shows the extraordinary increase in the value of
property in that street since the reign of Charles
X. When that actress, so long celebrated for
the charms of her person, and no less so for her
reckless prodigality, was still in the meridian of j
her fame, the presents she received constituted a ‘
fortune of themselves. India shawls were then j
still the rage, and those bestowed on this favorite j
of the public by her munificent patrons might j
have supplied the (yorbeW.ee of twenty duchesses, j
A prudent friend, foreseeing the gloomy evening
that would succeed so fair a day, advised the
beautiful spendthrift to invest such a sum in lan
ded estate as would prove a resource in old age-
Though deeming the caution quite superfluous,
she gave it her consent, but as for ready money,
that was quite another consideration. Quantities
continually went through her taper fingers, but
none ever remained by her. If money was made
round, it was that it might roll about the better,
and she never thought, with the miser, that it was
also made flat to pile up the.better. “ Take your
cashmeres,” urged her friend, “you have many,
as well as sets of jewels, you never look at. Keep
a few, sell the rest, they will soon be replaced,
and, with the amount they bring, you will have
the sum you need.” Thus urged, Mile. Georges
consented. The jeweller and India shawl mer
chant were sent for, the price was fixed, the trin
kets and shawl being valued at ono hundred and
ten thousand francs, it being stipulated she should
keep two shawls. The property her friend had
in view was to be had at one hundred and thirty
thousand francs, the difference was to be easily
arranged for, and it was supposod that the land
would bo greatly increased in value. But, alas
for the plans founded on feminine resolution,
where the toilette is to be the sacrifice. When
the cashmeres were displayed for her to select
her two, the choice proved an insuperable obsta
cle. The red ono was magnificent in Cleopatra’s
costume; the blue, oh, there was not its equal in
Paris ; the green, why slie alone could wear that
trying color; well, then, the yellow again were so
becoming! And then she found an excellent
reason for keeping each, and could make up her
mind to part with none. The project fell to the
ground. The house was one of the arcade-fronted
ones, in the rue de ltivoli, near the rue des Pou
lies, since sold for six hundred thousand francs,
and pulled down to make room for the new wing
of the Louvro. Tlie destitution to which the fas
cinating Mile. Georges was reduced, when age
and its infirmities precluded her appearing upon
the stage, was finally alleviated by the present
Emperor, who, unwilling that ono who had given
eclat to the French stage during the latter part of
his uncle’s reign should suffer from actual poverty,
gave her a pension of six thousand francs yearly.
—Parish Letter.
EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR.
VOL. XXIV. NUMBER 31
EARL DeLANCEY’S BRIDE.
BY MARY K. BRYAN.
A tlioiisand lamps, their radiance pour
I ‘‘rough proud DeLancey’s princely halls
In sinning clouds, soft draperies flow,
Rare pictures flush the marble walls,
floods the lragrant air
. ith il® rich harmonics divine,
Rising and tailing like tlic waves
On which night’s mystic planets shine ;
And like the garlands which, in plav
yome child has thrown on that blue sea,
1 he wreaths ol floating dancers sway
To tlic soft, tidclike melody.
The air is heavy with perfumes,
Exhaled from bright, exotic flowers;
For all that’s rich and rare combine
Their spells to charm the festal hours,
And beauty, crowned with gems and gold,
Holds there her court in that high hall,
And jeweled feet, like snow flakes soft,
Upon the velvet carpets fail.
Young beauty, with her wreathing arms,
The dewy roses of her lips
And burnished tresses, bright as clouds
That in the sunset’s glory dips.
As flows the tide of wine and song,
The warm blood thrills each youthful heart;
But one— the loveliest of the throng—-
Si’s with cold, listless air, apart.
And who is she—this stately girl—
To whom the proudest nobles bow,
With robes from Persia’s rarest looms,
And diamonds flashing on her brow?
What does she here—this dark-haired girl—
With all tho passion of the South
Lighting the midnight of her eyes,
Crimsoning the roses of her mouth f
does she midst that fair-haired throng;
1. his flower, from a tar tropic soil;
I bis pale, proud girl with dreamy eyes,
And neck where shining tresses coil ?
Ah ! not with these does she belong—■
. these who move by courtly rule.
Italia’s wild, impassioned child
Has vainly tried her heart to school.
Aye, vainly has the Earl’s fair bride—
The rose he brought from o’er the sea—
Sought to forget, in those proud halls,
Her lowly home in Italy.
It may be, other memories rise
Bet ore her on this festal night,
And glide, like spectres at her side,
Mid music’s crash and jewel’s light.
It may be, that the spicy breath
That floats from those strange, starry flower*,
Recalls some brief and blessed dream
Os myrtle wreaths and star-lit bowers ;
And though her gems become her well,
They burn, perchance, like living flame.
At thought of orange blossoms twined
For her by one she dare not name.
Tho bridegroom marked tho sudden cloud
Darkening the beauty of her brow.
“ Ila! what is this, my sweet ?” he cried;
“ What crumpled roseleaf frets thee now ?
It is the music’s joyous peal
Too gay to suit thy gentle car?
Then shall it cease for softer strains
Os love, that thou should’st only hear.
I passed a minstrel boy, with lute
Such as thy childhood oft has heard,
And he shall come and sing a lay—
Shall charm thy heart, my drooping bird.
Bring the ItaKaiiboy,” lie said,
Nor marked how pale the lady grew,
As round her shrinking, trembling form,
In half embrace, his arm he threw ;
But paler yet she grew, when low
The minstrel boy before them bowed,
And on his beauty rare to gaze,
Tho wondering guests around him crowd.
He looked a prince—the clustering hair;
The clear, dark paleness of his brow;
The sweet, proud mouth, whose chiseled lip
A smile was faintly curling now.
lie swept aside the shadowing curls,
And threw his hand across the lute.
“I wait your pleasure,” said his eyes,
p Although his haughty lips were mute.
“Sing!” cried DcLancy; “ pour thy soil’
In ono wild song of love and joy ;
Thy cheek has fervor in its glow,
Thine eye has passion in it, boy.
Then sing as on thy native hills,
When love’s white arms around thee twine,
And kisses crown thy song from lips
Red as tlic ruby of thy wine.”
He sang—Oh ! never voice or lute
Awoke a strain of love more deep.
Now wild and burning in its flow ;
Now sad as death and sweet as sleep;
Now melting in voluptuousness,
The listening spirit all away,
As sunrise-gilded clouds dissolve
Beneath the noontide’s fervid ray ;
And now the chords With passion thrill
And tremble like the first, sweet word
That, falt’ring from young lover’s lips,
Is ’neatli the holy starlight heard.
Anon, the lute seems sobbing forth
Unspoken wo and voiceless love
Soft as the night-sigh of the wind,
And sad as wailings of a dove.
Mute on the sounds the listners hang,
And eyes grow moist and bosoms heave,
And stern brows soften as the spells
Os love and music round them weave.
To them, an Orpheus seemed the boy,
Pleading in prayers of melody
In Pluto’s regions dark and dread
For his lost love —Eurydiee.
And when the music died away,
No voice would the charmed silence break,
‘Till ’round the boy DeLancey threw
A silken scarf from Nina’s neck.
“Now by my earldom,” cried the lord,
“ The song was well and nobly sung,
And well, I guess, tliou knowest, fair youth,
Experience deep for one so young.”*
But the boy minstrel heard him not.
On the pale bride his eyes were^bent,
As with clasped hands and lips apart,
She gazed, with eager look intent,
On the young face she loved so well,
And all unheeding change and time
Her soul goes back to Arno’s banks
And lists the water’s silvery rhyme,
And stands beneath the cool, green vim a,
Plucking the clusters rich with wine.
While near her stands the dark-eyed boy
In his young beauty half divine;
But now the bawjuet's blazing hall
Invites the guebts to wine and mirth,
And tears are lightly dashed aside
And souls return to sordid earth.
She lingers in the curtain’s shade;
The screening columns round her stand;
She knows whose form is at her side ;
Whose warm clasp thrills her icy hand.
Oh ! not for worlds would she look up
And meet his sad, reproachful eye :
Yet, ’tis a strange and dream-like bliss
Only to know’ that he is nigh.
“ Ah ! earn mia ’tis enough
To know thou’st not forgotten quite,
’Mid the cold splendor of thy lot,
The love that was thy spirit’s light.”
One burning kiss upon her hand
And the pale minstrel turns awaj[,
And Nina goes, with breaking heart,
To join the revels of the gay.
Tkomasvillo.
Somewhere in the West, a sable knight of the
lather and brush was performing the operation of
shaving a Iloosier with a dull razor. “Stop,
stop,” said the Hoosier, “that won’t do.” “What’s
the matter, boss?” “ That razor pulls.” “ Well,
no matter for dat sah. If de handle ob de razor
don’t break, do board’s bound to come out.”
■ >♦•••*■
I’ll tell you how it is with the pictures of wo
men we fall in love with at first sight. The rea
son why a-man is not desperately in love with
ten thousand women at once is just that which
prevents all our portraits being distinctly seen
upon the wall. They all are painted there by re
flection from our faces, but because all of them
are painted on each spot, and each on the same
surface, and many other objects at the same time,
no one is seen as a picture. But darken a cham
ber and let a single pencil of rays in through a
keyhole, then you have a picture on the wall.
We never fall in love with a woman in distinction
from women, until we can get an image of her
through a pin-hole; and then we can see nothing
else, and nobody but ourselves can see the image
in our mental camera-obscura. —Autocrat of the
Breakfast Table.